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With luxury and wealth surrounded,
The slaving masters proudly dare,
With thirst of gold and power unbounded,
To mete and vend God's light and air!
To mete and vend God's light and air;
vend God's light and air;

Have pity on the slave;
Take courage from God's word;
Toil on, toil on, all hearts resolved—
these captives shall be free.
These captives shall be free,
These captives shall be free.

The fearful storm—it threatens lowering,
Which God in mercy long delays;
Slaves yet may see their masters cowering,
While whole plantations smoke and blaze!
While whole plantations smoke and blaze;
plantations smoke and blaze;

Too long the slave has groaned, bewailing
The power these heartless tyrants wield;
For with men's hearts they're unavailing;
Yet free them not by sword or shield.

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from The Abolitionist Hymnal, released July 1, 2011

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Carl Thomas Gladstone Detroit, Michigan

As a music and mischief maker on the prophetic edge Carl writes music as a discipline of justice-seeking and disruptive discipleship. He writes to engage people of faith and of no faith in deep questions and engaging stories that matter for the world.

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